Villain: The opening summons the childhood shadow Jiang Yuyan

Yue Buqun fought four against one, but he was able to handle it with ease.

During the sword attack, he beheaded the eighth elder who was the weakest of the Qingcheng faction.

The remaining three people are in danger.

Compared to the crisis situation of the three elders, the more than 2000 disciples of the Qingcheng Sect are facing a nightmare.

Everyone in Sun Moon Hall rushed into the crowd, like a wolf entering a sheepfold.

Sixty spirit masters and hundreds of Dongxuan cultivators beheaded Qingcheng sect disciples like slaughtering dogs.

The Qingcheng faction collapsed at the first touch.

"Forgive, forgive me..."

Someone begged for mercy in fear, but his head was cut off in an instant.

"Run, run...no..."

If someone runs away, how can it be faster than the shadow of a sword.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

Some people are so frightened that they poop and pee, and they cannot escape the fate of death.

……

Countless similar scenarios are being staged.

All the disciples of the Sun Moon Hall turned into Shura, slaughtering and reaping the lives of the disciples of the Qingcheng School.

The Red River Valley was filled with blood, and corpses littered the field.

A strong bloody smell wafted out for several miles.

"Xuantian Demon Sect, you all deserve to die!"

Not far away, Zhang Suibin had disheveled hair, was covered in blood, and roared endlessly.

He didn't expect Yue Buqun's toughness.

What made him even more desperate was the 300 people in the Sun Moon Hall.

Sixty transformation spirits, breaking through a hundred caves and mysteries.

Is this what a third-rate sect should have?

Despair filled my heart.

He wants to go to the rescue.

However, his own life is in danger.

Before he fought against the ancestor of the blood knife, he thought that the bald monk had just stepped into the unified state at most.

However, a war.

However, he discovered that the cultivation level of this bald monk was as high as Guiyi Seventh Heaven.

With such strength, how could he be able to defeat him with a one-to-one and five-weight?

"Hahahaha, when death is imminent, you still dare to speak loudly!"

The Blood Knife Patriarch laughed and slashed out with all his strength.

stab...

"what…"

Zhang Suibin was completely unable to resist, one arm was thrown high up, blood spilled into the sky.

"die!"

The ancestor of the blood knife slashed out with a knife, wanting to kill Zhang Suibin.

"Xuantian Demon Sect, I am waiting for you in hell!"

"I'm waiting for you in hell!"

Zhang Suibin's eyes were red, he looked up to the sky and shouted like a madman.

He is at the end of his strength and will undoubtedly die.

But he knew that someone would avenge him!

"Dare to touch my disciples, dare to touch the Qingcheng faction!"

"Today, you will all die!"

When Zhang Suibin was about to die, there was a loud shout from Yuankong.

This sound, like a thunderclap, roared for ten miles.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth vibrated, and the ancestor of the blood knife was directly sent flying more than ten meters away.

"Your Honor?"

The ancestor of Xuedao retreated violently, terrified.

There is a sound of heaven and earth moving!

This is the sign of the Venerable!

"Master, please avenge my Qingcheng faction."

Surviving a desperate situation, Zhang Suibin staggered and shouted.

He has already heard that the person is his master, the grand master of the Qingcheng School, Han Yinqiao!

"Exalted and strong!"

Dongfang Bubai slowly raised his head.

Outside the Red River Valley, there was a figure from far to near, full of spy shadows, and within a breath, it had already reached the center of the battlefield, and its speed was astonishingly incomparable.

When the figure stood still, everyone could see the face clearly.

This is an old man with white beard and hair and full of energy.

"It's good to come."

"This hall master is promoted to Venerable, and he is missing a whetstone!"

Dongfang Bubai stared at the old man with fighting spirit rising in his eyes.

She thought that she would not need to take action in this battle.

Unexpectedly, some accidents happened.

But, just right.

With your life, I will prove my position as the venerable!

"The Supreme Master, the Supreme Master."

"It's saved, we're saved."

"Woooooh, mom, I survived."

...

When the remaining disciples of Qingcheng School saw the old man, they all cried bitterly.

"Wait, court death!"

Han Yinqiao looked at the corpses all over the floor, his face was full of anger and murderous aura.

These are all from his Qingcheng faction!

One battle, almost death!

Unbearable, unbearable!

"die!"

Han Yinqiao jumped up violently, and slapped all the disciples of the Sun Moon Hall in front of him.

Gai Gai's coercion fell from the sky.

All the disciples of Sun Moon Hall found it difficult to move their bodies.

"Old guy, your opponent is me."

"Disciple of Sun Moon Hall, retreat."

Naturally, Dongfang Bubai would not just sit back and watch the disciples of Sun Moon Hall be killed. He floated out with a slim figure, and with a wave of his hand, countless fine needles of spiritual energy shot out, blocking Han Yinqiao's palm.

All the disciples of Sun Moon Hall lightened up and took the opportunity to retreat.

"Huh? Return to the peak?"

"Who are you?"

Han Yinqiao narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Xuantian Demon Sect, Sun Moon Hall, Dongfang Invincible!"

Dongfang Bubai's pretty face was serious.

Your lord, your lord, your lord.

Every gesture of his hand carried astonishing power, which was extraordinary.

"Hmph, no matter who you are, if you dare to kill my Qingcheng sect disciple, you will definitely die today."

"Die!"

Han Yinqiao's thoughts raced, but he found that he didn't have any impression, so he simply didn't bother to think about it.

He slapped it with a palm, and the mysterious charm was born, and the aura of heaven and earth trembled.

Horror coercion erupted from him, and the ground under his feet cracked and spread.

"Needle sword, Liuguangji!"

Dongfang Bubai stretched out his jade hand, his energy and spirit were unified, and countless streamers flew out.

These streamers are like needles but not needles, like swords but not swords!

It's like a combination of a needle and a sword!

Countless needles and swords turned into chains of flowing light, shooting at Han Yinqiao's palm.

dang dang…

The sound is like rain, dripping water from Shichuan.

Numerous needles and swords shot precisely at the same position in Han Yinqiao's palm, as if they were going to pierce through the face.

"not good!"

Han Yinqiao's pupils shrank suddenly, and there was a tingling pain from the place where he was shot.

He clenched his palm suddenly, and the ferocious spiritual energy erupted, completely obliterating the needle sword streamer chain.

"What an exquisite move!"

"But, that's it for now!"

"die!"

Han Yinqiao withdrew his palm and found that there was a little bit of blood flowing out of the place hit by the needle and sword streamer just now. He was shocked and angry at once, and slapped out with his palm again.

This palm is several times more terrifying than before.

"The needle and the sword are united, and the mountain is cut!"

Standing firm and fearless, Dongfang Bubai leaped up, and countless tiny needle swords all over his body gathered in front of him, forming a real long sword.

She stretched out her jade hand, grasped the hilt of the sword, and slashed out with the sword in the air.

The sword light shines, showing its sharpness.

bang...

When the swords and palms were handed over, there was a loud noise that shook the sky.

"impossible!"

Han Yinqiao screamed, but it was the needle sword that broke the protective aura in his palm.

stab...

The long sword remained undiminished, and it fell on Han Yinqiao's palm.

"what…"

Han Yinqiao cried out in pain, it was his thumb cut off by a sword.

Dongfang Bubai made a feat with a sword, and his face was slightly pale.

Obviously, this sword consumes a lot of money for her.

"An dare to hurt me? An dare to hurt me?"

"I want you dead, I want you dead!"

Han Yinqiao was completely enraged, and his whole body was full of momentum.

Facing Dongfang Invincible just now, he still had a little bit of fun in mind.

After all, there is such a huge gap between Venerable and Guiyi.

But what he didn't expect was that the woman in red in front of him was so terrifying!

The killing intent is rolling, coercing the Quartet.

Han Yinqiao punched out with all his strength, and his whole body seemed to be blessed with inexplicable power.

This is the real mystery of the Venerable, borrowing the power of the weak heaven and earth!

"Danger!"

"May die!"

Dongfang Bubai has a warning sign in his heart.

But she didn't escape, but raised the sword in her hand, and slashed out with all her strength.

Between life and death, there are great fears and great opportunities.

click...

This sword seemed to break some shackles.

A mysterious aura suddenly rose from Dongfang Bubai's body.

"Breakthrough?"

"how can that be?"

Han Yinqiao lost his mind in astonishment.

That's right, Dongfang Invincible has broken through!

The sword of life and death breaks the shackles and steps into the realm of the venerable.

"So what if you break through, you still have to die!"

Han Yinqiao was frightened and frightened, with a grim face.

The talent of this woman in red is too terrifying, she must be killed in the cradle.

He wanted to beat her to death before she was fully promoted!